The Evil Enchantress

The Evil Enchantress

The one and only and the original

There is no duplicating The Evil Enchantress as My followers have know Me for almost 10 years.  No doubt, many have tried over the years to be like Me, even going as far as changing their name to Evil Enchantress or stealing My material to pose as Me.  They haven’t fooled anyone, for there can be no other Enchantress like Myself.

It’s easy to duplicate the name but not the power nor style that are explicitly My own.  I am the original Evil Enchantress that created a Queendom with My web trademark and those who have been My pets for years, know that the web is not just symbolic.  The web is what I create and spin around you, My prey, as I capture and enchant you.

The reason I’m making a post about this is the new Niteflirt account that I had to create.  Yes, I’m still taking calls on Queen of The Night and yes, you still belong to the right Evil Enchantress if you’ve clicked on the goodie button and wondered about that.  I had run out of disk space on the Queen of The Night and unfortunately it will take Me forever to delete all of the old files (5 at the time, that’s NF for you) to make room for more.  Since I don’t have all the time or patience in the world to tinker with it, I decided to utilize an account I opened a while ago but never did anything with.

It was no surprise to find out that the name “Evil Enchantress” was already taken.  Imagine that! *Amused snicker*  Well, after playing around with “Black Widow” so on and on I decided to just add “The” to “Evil Enchantress” and keep it at that.  After all, I am The Evil Enchantress and Black Widow is one of the byproducts of Me being one. *EvilGrin*

Now when I send out My newest goodies, they will be coming from that account.  At least for the time being.  Or until that account runs out of disk space lol.

But back to your lovely Queen being The Evil Enchantress…  It’s time to worship and serve, My pet.  Call, listen to My recordings, watch My videos and become enchanted by the wicked web I weave around your mind…

The Original One and Only Evil Enchantress Queen Luna
The Original One and Only Evil Enchantress Queen Luna

What’s in store for you next?

What’s in store for you next?

It is a question many of you puppets ask after you seemingly have reached the height, or utter depth depending on which way you want to look at it, of your deprivation.  So what’s in store for you next now that you got to this point?

First, let’s see what you have become and what has happened to you since you got caught in My wicked web as My prey.  Not everyone is the same and many have found different paths under My guidance over some period of time but one thing all of you have in common is that you’ve become My helpless puppets dangling on the strings of My web and can’t imagine any other way to exist.

trapped in My web
trapped in My web

Ah being a puppet of Evil Enchantress…  That one thought evokes so many emotions within you.  This is where you first fell in love with your Queen, falling so deep as I mesmerized you with My exotic voice and looks.  It is where you were conditioned to become My mindless blank, an obedient servant, a slave in My realm, and found that there was nothing more important than pleasing Me.  Every contact you’ve had with Me brought you closer and closer to complete surrender while I kept plying you with addictive images and words.  Triggers were planted into your feeble mind to turn you into My good boy until those very words became the reason for your very breath.  Mmm you love being My good boy, darling, and once you’ve reached this step, once you have become a puppet willingly dancing and performing on My strings, this is where you first asked Me of what’s in store for you next.

This is where My intimate knowledge of you has decided your further endeavors.  After all, W/we have spent so much time together: Me delving into every secret corner of your mind and soul and you willingly lowering every barrier you have so that I can destroy what’s useless and no longer serves a purpose in your life.  In many ways W/we have even become close as a relationship was built, trust and devotion nurtured, personal details shared and you have revealed to Me your inner core.  I know you as nobody else does and see you as you are, stripped of all pretenses the world demands you wear around you like a cloak, exposed and vulnerable yet exhilarated to be finally seen.  My knowledge of your weaknesses, fantasies and limits that you’re willing to push further is what helps decide your further training.

For some, things seemingly will stay unchanged with you serving simply as My puppet.  I am content in your abilities to please Me in the ways you do already and I have no desire to push you into doing things you’re not going to embrace with joy.  Being My puppet doesn’t mean you automatically have to become an addict, pain slut, a sinner, queer or sissy or any other things like that.  However, just because you have come to the point where you’ve reached your limit of exploring, I’m talking about your fantasies and sexuality, doesn’t mean that’s all there is to it as well.  What’s in store for you next is becoming one of the very best puppets on My strings, falling even deeper in love with your Queen and building a more solid relationship between U/us.  Not everybody is in need of constant increase in sexual stimulation via acts, thoughts/fantasies, toys or encounters and over a period of time that part of O/our interaction doesn’t change at all.  What does change is the importance of a role I begin to play in your life as not only your Queen but your reason for existence in this world.

For others, here is where a general path or a purpose is going to begin to take shape and training will be doled out appropriately.  It may be that your best abilities to please Me, and it’s always about pleasing Me first and foremost, are in you being a very entertaining fucktoy and a plaything where you will stroke to My liking or amuse Me with whimpering while you’re wearing nipple clamps and doing all kinds of devious things to your body upon My command.  Knowing that you will obediently subject yourself to degradation, pleasurable pain (mmm such a nice oxymoron) and delicious torment appeals to that cruel part of Me when I wish to let it come out and play.

Or it could be that your talents are in your lust for the forbidden such as spreading your legs and opening your mouth for as many men willing to use you as you can find.  Mmm another form of a fucktoy that you will become and please Me by turning into a filthy little whore that I can laugh at just as I twist you up to get even more addicted to that humiliating feeling of you getting off on being emasculated.

Of course there are the ones I like to simply dress up like the dolls and use their fantasies about frilly, feminine and girly things to drive them out to become more open with themselves (not necessarily coming out to the world about being a crossdresser either) and being more accepting of who they are.  In fact, they do become like dolls for Me and I have so much pleasure dressing them up and going shopping together for something pretty.

Corrupted by Lust
Corrupted by Lust

Then, there are My sinners.  A special bunch they are for they indulge My Dark and Evil side while I corrupt all light straight out of them and fan the flames of Lust.  If you don’t know it by now, you should be aware that Lust is one of My most favorite things and as it is the start of everything, it is so compelling to corrupt you puppets with it.  Oh how it thrills Me to ply you with it until you’re unable to see straight and beg Me to turn you into My Satanic slave.

No matter what the path is, and there are so many more as all of your fetishes and fantasies can be taken to groom you into a specific type of a puppet, each one has something that distinguishes him from the rest.  No two smoke slaves are alike just as there are no two foot boys or pantyhose junkies either.  And it can be a while before the path you’re on already can take a sudden turn into another wicked dimension as I see fit for you.  The truth is, while I enjoy a good and familiar feel after I have perfected your worshiping skills with careful guidance and manipulation, there are times when I enjoy spicing things up with something that you least expect and listen to your gasps when I open up a new Pandora box for you.

It might be that you’ll never know what’s in store for you next or where I’m going to take you, how your purpose will be changing or in what ways I will find you useful.  However, being trained to obey and follow like a good boy you are, you comply because you know it is I who holds your Fate in My wicked little hands and you have put yourself there so willingly for Me to shape in any way I see it fit.  No matter where I take you, it’s because it’s something that you, darling, need…

 

 

 

 

 

Ringing the Devil’s doorbell

Ringing the Devil’s doorbell

That’s what you do when you masturbate according to Fappy The Humper

Ok, this was waaaay too good to pass up and I though since it’s Monday (why does everyone fear Mondays so much???) everybody could use a good laugh and relieve some tension until you can get away, find some privacy, grab your lube and REALLY relieve the tension by ringing the Devil’s doorbell with your next sinful masturbation session.

This morning I had a revelation.  Satan paid Me a visit and gave His blessings to start My own government funded organization “Start Masturbating Now!”  Nope, I didn’t lose My ever loving mind somewhere, it was a natural response to reading through one of the most ridiculous religious group’s website that screams “Stop Masturbation Now!”  First I had to mop up My morning tea from My keyboard, of course, before I could pay attention to that Devil on My shoulder urging Me to “do it! Start your own organization!  You already have a huge following!  You can be Satan’s Spokesperson and guarantee Yourself fame and riches.  And the BEST spot in Hell where you can be the Queen of Masturbation Encouragement for Eternity!!!”

Don’t you just love when you get these kind of revelations first thing Monday morning while you’re innocently minding your business, trying to wake up and lazily scroll through your Facebook feed to see if anything even remotely interesting has popped up over night besides pictures of food plates that people for some reason have to share with the entire world wide web as you indulge in every meal of the day (what’s with that anyway?) or disgrunted memes about government not doing its job (they ALL must have lost gray matter due to masturbation!) and other garden variety of BS?  And here I thought this would be one of those ordinary Mondays for Me until…  A headline caught My attention:

Christian Anti-Masturbation’s Mascot “Fappy” Arrested For Public Masturbation While Swimming Naked With The Dolphins At Sea World In San Diego

I made such a sticky mess on My desk reading this article!  All that milky colored creamy liquid spilled over My keyboard.  Ugh, I should have known better than to try and sip My scolding and so delicious morning tea reading it.  But, as I am a Sinner (yes I confess to being one) and I never pass up ringing the Devil’s doorbell when I get a chance Myself (yup, I just confessed again, Queen Luna masturbates!) I kept reading on.  Oh I went even further, after I picked Myself up from the floor because I was laughing hysterically, and checked out the website of this anti-masturbation movement.

This is where Satan started whispering in My ear, btw, that sly Devil always up to no good and pounces when you’re distracted reading in a daze some of the biggest bullshit hogwash I’ve ever encountered.  And I was raised in Soviet Union and read their Atheist’s Bible!!!  That’s quite a lot of bullshit, if you ask Me, and not everyday you can honestly say you’ve seen matching or more bullshit than that.

The Unholy message that I received was that I too can be a Savior just like that Lonnie person who has taken on the mission of spreading the Gob’s word (no I didn’t mean God) and promises to save your soul by praying for you, or against you if you’re a masturbator (yup, go look at the comments on their website, they have praying hands “for” and “against”) and preaching of the horrific consequences of masturbation such as:

Masturbation is a gateway drug to rape. It also leads to sexual dysfunction, erodes family values, and is a top ten cause of disease.

– Lonnie Childs

Also, if you are a follower of this Lonnie person, you won’t turn into a zombie, will save chickens, create more soldiers for Jesus instead of wasting your seed, you will lose weight, will be able to see a red dot on a purple meme, won’t be dumped by your partner, will become an Alpha, your brain won’t deteriorate, you won’t turn into a serial killer like Jeffery Dahmer, will know the natural order of the household (I think they borrowed that one from the 50’s), you won’t turn gay, get the approval of Mr. T, won’t be denied birthday presents, oh and your penis won’t fall off if you stop masturbating right away!  Oh and according to Fappy, the spokesperson/mascot, who has as turns out 3 previous arrests for public masturbation, you, the masturbators, are playing in Devil’s playground and ringing the Devil’s doorbell.

So naturally, Satan was offended and came to Me this morning with a message that I should start My own movement and encourage people to masturbate more because masturbation is good for your immunity system, prevents colon cancer, helps you sleep, relieves Restless Legs Syndrome, prevents Erectile Dysfunction, makes for better sex,  releases tension and stress, fights depression, manages rapid or delayed ejaculation, and while it might not help your penis get bigger, it surely won’t make it fall off, but you will definitely enhance your sex life, will have a better and deeper knowledge of yourself and your body, will experience pleasure which has been clinically proven to contribute to your mental and physical health improvement.

Oh, wait.  I’m already a Spokesperson for Masturbation!  Silly Satan, where has He been these past 8 years???  I do have a huge Empire already with My masturbating puppets playing in the Devil’s playground all over the world!  And My videos are much better than Fappy’s too and bring valuable insight, inspiration and joy to My followers.  So what if I won’t get the government to fund My important work, I will be forever immortalized as the Queen of Masturbation Encouragement for Eternity and the glory will be all MINE!

What are you waiting for, puppets?  Follow your Queen into the battle and slay those masturbation haters with your stiff swords and cries of victorious pleasure!!!  Let the masturbation live and masturbators be loud as they are ringing the Devil’s doorbell with each satisfied orgasm!

P.S. you may find Me on Niteflirt under the names of Queen of The Night and Sinfully Twisted.  All of My videos, photos and mp3’s are created for your health benefits and better masturbation experience and are for entertaining purposes only.

P.P.S.  I would like to recommend a similar glove design as found on that ridiculous website for My pain sluts.  Spikes can make it spicy!

 

 

Pleasure is the most important ingredient

Pleasure is the most important ingredient

Every magic potion calls for specific ingredients and Me being such an Evil Enchantress, I cook up potions all the time.  Making potions and casting spells is an erotic image for some of you boys and for others it is something to be fearful off or to be completely disregarded as a hocus-pocus.  Kind of the same reaction I’ve noticed when it comes to doing something pleasurable.  Yet, whether you believe in existence of magic or not, pretty much all of you forget that pleasure is the most important ingredient in life.

There, I did it.  I put “life” itself in the same paragraph with magic.  If you didn’t catch the parallel yet, don’t worry, you’ll soon enough see Me draw several of them.  And while you’re there, go ahead, My scared none-believers and try to dispute that life isn’t magic and magic doesn’t exist.

Recently, and I always notice the trends and patterns, I have been noticing just how many of you are afraid of one single and very simple thing: pleasure.  Oh sure, everyone is quick enough to tell Me that, of course, they want pleasure but…  they are stuck in that old mindset that pleasure is something extremely bad for you.

Ummm, have you all suddenly been transported back to the Inquisition Age or something?  I am simply astounded by the responses I’ve been getting of how indulging in something pleasurable is surely going to lead them to a horrible fate and ruined life.  Oh, oh and because I am a Satanic Witch I wouldn’t understand this because Satanism is all about sin and pleasure is sin and it ruins your life and of course the Evil Queen is only going to say it’s good for you because ruin and destruction is My most important goal.

First, let Me burst the little bubble of yours about My spirituality.  Being an Evil Enchantress who believes in Satan doesn’t mean I sacrifice humans and animals and for the record anyone who does is a mentally sick individual/group.  Sure, I enjoy a Religious Fetish Fantasy and so do many who seek Me out for it.  However, believing into some of the Satanic teachings and principles doesn’t define My spirituality.  No matter of fact, not one single religion in the world defines it as it would mean I would be confined to it and I’m not one to be boxed into something I do not believe in and constantly question.  Therefore, I make up My own religion that consists of many teachings from around the world and ages.

Magic is part of My religion and so is science.  How coincidental is that?  *Smirks*  What?  No one has ever heard of scientists who believed in magic and used the “unexplained phenomena” to make ground-breaking discoveries?  What a shocking concept that is!

As usual, I’m taking My sweet ole time getting to the heart of the matter but look on the bright side, you’re actually getting to know Me a bit more.

My personal observations here on Niteflirt and in My everyday life as well as some interesting articles and psychological researches I’ve been reading (I told you I’m a nerd.  A very hot nerd too hehe) have been all confirming My fear that there has been an ongoing decline in quality of life and it is due to lack of pleasure.  People are afraid to take chances in life and either lead a perfectly boring existence or spend their time worrying about the stigmas that are attached to pleasure.

Wait, which pleasure are we talking about here?  ANY pleasure.  But since most of you here are because you found Me on a phone sex site, I’ll talk about a specific pleasure of sexual nature for the time being.  I have touched on the subject here and there throughout My blog and I thought it was time to give it another mentioning since so many are under the impression that pleasure ruins your life.

Yet, life is nothing without pleasure.  Going through every single day without enjoying something is what makes you so dissatisfied and eventually leads you to question your own existence.  Sadly, many do not have the guts to change their lives for the fear that they will be judged if they look like they’re having too much fun and they miss out on everyday magic around them.

Have you heard those sayings “life is what you make it” and “what you put out is what you receive”?  It is exactly what happens when you apply the basics of magic (and physics btw) and realize that magic consists of energies and vibrations.   When you surround yourself with negativity and fear, it is what your life becomes.  Devoid of pleasure.  Yet when you fully enjoy life, partake in pleasures that are gifted to you, your life is magical.

Pleasure is the most important ingredient in both life and magic!  Repressing the natural occurrence and shoving it down in fear that if you indulge in pleasure you are going to be irresponsible, immoral, degenerate, an outcast or some other ridiculous reason like that is robbing you of the vital to your physical and emotional health chemical reaction that some call… wait for it…  MAGIC!

I know most don’t give masturbation much thought other than it serves the purpose of relieving sexual tension but if you think about it, REALLY think about it, what do you feel when you without actually enjoying it?  Empty?  Dissatisfied?  Even more frustrated?  Everybody has experienced one of these “empty” orgasms at least once in their lifetime.  It is just as disappointing as suddenly losing your sense of taste and eating one of your favorite dishes.  No pleasure, is there?  Just bland food that you fill yourself up with so your body doesn’t starve.

Yet, your body can starve just as much without sexual pleasure which happens to occur in your brain.  All those fantasies you masturbate to, all those things you do to enhance your experience, whether they are words from someone, toys you use, actions you take such as going out and living out your desires (this one is directed at you closet sissies, crossdressers and gays) are what defines pleasure as the most important ingredient in your life’s contentment and happiness.  It’s that magic that sparks your brain and sends the pleasant shivers down your spine, igniting every pleasure center in your body and makes your orgasm a satisfied one.

Alright, then what about the fears of enjoying it so much that you’ll go over the top and eventually “ruin your life”?  Is there such a thing as too much pleasure?  Isn’t it addictive and harmful for those with an addictive personality?

Before I answer those questions, I want you to take a good hard look at yourself and be completely honest with yourself for a moment.  Do you consider yourself a morally loose individual?  Do you care about those around you and, for the most part at least, act in a responsible and conscientious manner?  Do you break minor and larger laws of not only your society but the universal taboos as well and find it amusing to do so or see yourself as “above the law”?  Do you feel remorse when you hurt someone you care for?  Do you have a history of risky behavior that doesn’t include that famous rite of passage when you were a teenager or attending college and did stupid shit on daily basis as a majority of all humans around the world at that age do?

These are just few of the questions that can help you define your answer as to how dangerous can it be for you to indulge in pleasure.  There are limits to everything and chances are if you’re not already the abominable person you’re afraid you’re going to turn into by enjoying sexual pleasure, then you never will.  All you have to do is remain the conscientious person that you are and don’t go to extremes (like planning on leaving your wife and children because you think you’re in love with someone you’ve never even met, or let someone record your sexual escapades with their own device, etc etc).  And be realistic!  Just because you masturbate to hypno that tells you that you are going to turn into a faggot doesn’t mean you will end up auditioning for porn websites and you’ll be soooo addicted to being an amateur porn star that you will be getting your own category on porn tube.

Having pleasure as the most important ingredient in your life doesn’t mean you’ll be destroying yourself.  Quite the opposite actually: it will make your life magical.

 

 

A Mission for you puppets

A new Mission for you puppets

and a chance to please your Queen

Mmm pleasing your Queen AND being useful are two of the most wonderful things in a puppet’s world.  Such feelings of deep pride rise up within you when you are given an opportunity not just to serve but show your undying devotion in more ways than just stroking, or suffering, or being a love struck fool, etc etc for your Queen.  Warm, bubbling pleasure spreads through your entire being; pleasure that lasts so much longer than a physical orgasm and leaves you satisfied in ways that words simply cannot express.  I call it “an emotional orgasm” as it’s a powerful emotion and one of the biggest components to overall satisfaction and happiness.  Anyone and at any time can achieve a physical release but without emotional satisfaction, it’s a fleeting feeling that only intensifies the hollowness and leads individuals towards a meaningless floundering, completely disconnected and already craving another “fix” in hopes another physical orgasm will fool the mind into being satisfied.

Most people are aware of the difference between a physical and emotional orgasm and seek to find the balance; the truly devoted subjects rely on their Queen/Mistress/Goddess to help them achieve this perfectly balanced state.  There are many components to this highly sought out equilibrium and it’s not something of a cookie-cutter pattern that fits everyone, which is why most of My favorite puppets and pets all have such diverse purposes and uses.  But there are some components that do apply to, at the very least, most of the male population worldwide and that is the need and desire to take care of “their women”.  One of My favorite male traits, I might add.  Oh I am far from being helpless or a “damsel in distress” and if I was, I doubt you would even get a hint of it, however it doesn’t mean I do not appreciate or enjoy men as they are: simply men.  Yes, even the most emasculated faggot or a sissy still has instincts of a human male and it’s those “protective” and “provider” and so on that I find endearing.  Being a Queen doesn’t mean I stop being a Woman or become a Female Supremacist.  It just means that I expect My puppets to act as chivalrously, worship women and hold them in high esteem, protect, serve, pamper, respect, revere, adore, be devoted to as men have since Gods have created the humans.

Oh boy… Laughs at Myself.  Here I was going to make an easy-breezy post about having a new mission for you puppets and I get heavily into philosophical once again.  I swear, sometimes I want to throw the dictionary and all those other big and heavy tomes at Myself!  Just kidding, that would be quite impossible and, besides, I’d maim anyone who even thinks of throwing a book of any kind and disrespecting it that way.

Back to the subject of pleasing your Queen though!

As most of you know I have moved this summer to a new Wicked Mansion.  I absolutely love it and have been decorating it for months now with little touches here and there.  It’s a perfect place.  Yet…  There is one very important thing missing.  This vital piece that I wasn’t able to retrieve from My previous dwelling due to little details like you can’t take a decal sticker off the wall after 4 years and expect it to re-stick.  Or even to not become a mangled piece of useless plastic.  Ugh.

Yes, I am talking about My signature Black Widow Spider Web background here.

The wicked web was originally just a symbolic concept when I first stepped onto the platform and took charge of My Evil Realm as Queen of The Night and digitally enhanced images with a web adorned all of My listings on Niteflirt.  It was on a whim that I decided to decorate My bedroom (and keep it that way even though people were wondering why do I have Halloween decorations up ALL year round) and I’ve come to love the look.  And now, while My symbolic web is still growing and encompassing new prey day after day, I find My surroundings lacking.

It’s not only My surroundings but the image you have come to associate with and find so enchanting to the point of you needing it as much as My devious mind altering and conditioning.  Seeing your Evil Enchantress caress the silky strands of My web and smile at you while I remind you that you are a prey caught in it makes it so much more intense, doesn’t it.  Oh, My videos are still great, actually they keep getting better and better, but this is one thing that makes them doubly enchanting.

Which is why I’m sending you on a mission puppets!  Yes, I am going to allow My devoted subjects to take care of their Queen and provide for Me the one thing that’s lacking in My Queendom at the moment: a new wicked web.  I’ve done all the “looking for it” part already and have added several pieces to My Amazon Wishlist.  Take a note of quantities, puppets, as I do require the exact amounts of each product added.  As I now have French doors in My office and another glass door that leads outside, I would like to cover all three of them with My web and use the rest of the decorations here and there around the house.  So yes, I do need everyone of those webs I have added to My wishlist.

This is a mission for all of you puppets and there are enough web items for many of you to contribute to.  Or of course one lucky puppet may claim all the glory of being the best “provider” for his Queen and fetch them all.

Just think how much joy that will bring Me to have My beautiful web adorning My surroundings again and how much pleasure it will bring you knowing that you’ve been such a good boy for Me and took good care of your beloved Queen’s wishes and need.  A step closer to that balance I told you about earlier and fulfillment that goes beyond anything a physical gratification alone can give you.

 

It’s a two-way street

It’s a two-way street

yup, we’re back to the long-term relationships again

What makes a relationship?  Which components are necessary in order to have a real, meaningful and long-term relationship?  How much should each person involved put in, or invest if you will, into a relationship?  And why am I not working for a degree to become a therapist with all this talk about relationships instead of setting My heart on research?

Don’t mind the last question.  That’s My thinking out loud which I tend to indulge in a lot.  Of course, the answer to that last question is the simpler one compared to the rest: I feel that research would benefit Me and the rest of the population a lot more.  I love learning and discovering; that is My nature: to pick at things, analyze, look for patterns, tweak and experiment, then learn more.  The one reason I don’t want to become a therapist (as if I’m not one already in a way) is because of the simple rule: you can’t help those who do not want to help themselves.  I find it a waste of My time and efforts to attempt and offer help, compassion and understanding to those who are only going to keep making sad excuses for themselves without actually trying to change their lives as they claim they want to.

That’s a bit of a personal philosophy for you there. 😉  But I digress from the topic at hand, which is: relationships.  I know you’ve heard it before.  Yes, it’s a two-way street, and even here in the fetish world of phone sex that same rule applies.  I’ve spoken a bit about long-term relationships before and you can browse My blog if you’ve missed it to catch up with My views and ideas on what it has to do with the phone sex in the first place.  And if you have been following My blog for a while, then you are aware of several long-term relationships I have with some of My puppets.

A recent e-mail from someone who’s been calling Me on and off for 6 years has prompted Me to delve a bit into this matter once again.  This young man has mentioned few times in his letter to Me of how I might not remember him in the sea of thousands of clients as well as his desire to have a long-term relationship.  While My answer to him will be complimentary to this entry, I wanted to make some distinctions for those who are searching for something different and have forgotten in their pursuit of fantasy that it’s a two-way street.  Yes, I’m going to keep reminding you of this until it is drummed into your consciousness.

One of the distinctions I wanted to bring to attention is the difference between a client and a puppet/puppy/slave that I claim as Mine.  Clients fall into the categories of 1) called or purchased content less than 10 times in a life-time, 2) a regular caller/buyer over a period of time, also can be called as wanker, whose contact is for the purpose of only sexual gratification, 3) a regular caller shared with multitude of other flirts, some personal exchange (real-life experiences, laughter, intellectual discussions etc), and 4) clicker, or potential clients, who have never made any contact with Me before.

Now, while I might call everyone in general “darlings” and “puppets”, for most it is just a part of the fantasy.  Those who do fall into the category of My “pets” are the ones with whom I have developed a relationship over the years, who’s intimate details, thoughts and desires I know from speaking to them often over the phone, email or yahoo messenger; as well as personal details about their lives (and they’re allowed to be privy to some of Mine as well), with whom I laugh or have long intense conversations about serious and not so serious things.  My pets are the ones that are there on regular basis to take care of Me, pamper Me, cheer Me on, be cheered on by Me, share their everyday lives with Me and accept Me as I am: seductive, wicked, moody, funny, sadistic, bewitching, ignorant and arrogant, charming, sweet or cruel and everything in between.

But back to the “it’s a two-way street” thing.  No relationship can survive when it’s only one person that tries to keep it alive.  As one of My closest “vanilla world” friends says: “relationship is not 50/50.  It is 100/100 and only that way.”  Remember that saying “you get what you put in”?  I know that most of My callers fall into a category of “wankers” which means they only get so much of My attention as it’s required for Me to give them.  I am good at what I do and My miles long feedback on Niteflirt can testify for that.  Those wankers and I are content with that arrangement.  It doesn’t mean I will give less of a quality call or content, just that this is what it looks like.  They call Me to get off, I get them off  and get pad for it and next time we do it all over again.  Done.  Both sides are happy with the outcome.

However, there is a good majority that looks for a connection beyond simple “wank-wank, thank you Ma’am.”  That need for a personalized touch, a real person, confidant, companion, or as the 21st century has dubbed it eGirlfriend/Virtual Girlfriend.  In this virtual world it doesn’t matter if you’re married, single or in a vanilla relationship.   Not every real-world relationship is perfect or satisfies every need and desire.  It doesn’t mean, however, that I will allow you to be a total jerk to the woman in your life or do something stupid like tell Me you want to leave your wife and children to be with Me or anyone else for that matter if I see they are completely taking advantage of you and do not care an ounce for you or your loved ones.  What it does mean is that I fill the blank and void spaces in your life left or being unable to be filled by those in your immediate surroundings.

It also doesn’t mean you shouldn’t devote yourself to Me as much as possible even if you are otherwise in a relationship.  That would be one of the things required of you on this two-way street.  If I am going to devote My personal time to open you up to endless possibilities of you fulfilling your needs, I expect nothing short of devotion in return.

Being as transparent as you possibly can be is also helpful.  I have said it before and will say it again: I am NOT a mind reader.  Want to earn My trust and be in My inner circle?  Take a leap of faith and show Me who you are.

No, I don’t mean give Me your full name, address, social security number and etc.  Share a little, even insignificant, details about your life, speak of your goals, dreams and hopes and you’d be surprised how few minutes of casual conversation can make the connection not only stronger but also more meaningful.  Don’t be afraid to be vulnerable if you’re seeking true intimacy.  And don’t be afraid to ask Me questions in return.  Not only will I keep what personal details you’ve shared with Me confidential unless you request otherwise, but I just might satisfy your quarry about Myself.

Please keep in mind the distinction between building a lasting relationship and asking questions that we both know you’re asking to masturbate to.  At best, if you don’t ask them while we’re on the phone, I will charge you for the answers and if you never pay but keep asking via email/messenger I will begin to completely ignore you.  At worst, I will block you and that will put an end to any relationship you have hoped to achieve.  Only certain pets have earned the privilege of getting some of those answers when we’re chatting and continue to have it because they have not taken advantage of My generosity and respect My wishes and time I allocate for each of them.

There may be a lot required of you, or very little, depending on how deep this connection develops between us but as long as you follow the simple rules and remember your place in My life, the demands I place on you will not seem harsh but quite pleasurable.  In order for Me to walk down My side of the street to meet you in the middle and bestow My attention on you, you first must show Me that not only you understand those simple rules but that you are willing to walk the distance.  It also helps a great deal when you spell out what kind of and how deep a relationship you are looking for as well.

Now, My side of the street is a bit more complicated as one of the things you must keep in mind is that I am just one person with a life outside Niteflirt that includes people that depend on Me, as well as My own interests I pursue in life.  Then you also must take into account My personality; you either love it or you don’t, can live with it or can’t stand the frustration some of My moods might leave you experiencing.  But don’t worry, unless it absolutely amuses Me as it does with jack, I won’t torment you much as I ignore your attempts to get My attention.  That one (jack) always makes Me laugh with the way he streams love proclamations, puffs and huffs in frustration, and then whimpers in agony the longer I make him wait for even one single word.

Also, there is some truth to the young man’s words ” You believe that you don’t need to do any work because I’ll do it all myself. The “seed” is planted”.  To a point, it is correct.  I do plant the seeds but it doesn’t take much work to be Myself either and if I had to work at it, it would be fake.  Neither I Myself, nor Satan for those of you dark sinners, hold anyone against their will.  Giving up control is one thing, but even then you are doing it willingly as well.  And no relationship can survive if one or both parties are forced to be there or can’t accept each other for who they are.

I am who I am, love Me for it or just lust for outer package but in either case do not forget that the terms are set by Me and this show is ran by Me as well.  While I will take your desires into consideration and I am fair enough to look for a compromise when it calls for it, I am the one who makes the rules.  If you are easily offended by My sudden absences or unable to handle the silence from Me when I need to recharge in My own private space that even family and closest friends had to get used to, then I will simply move on down that street.  It may be inconsiderate of Me, and even rude at times, but we all have our own quirks and this one works for Me.  Besides, neither one of us will benefit or will be happy if I turn into a cruel Mistress and start slinging hexes left and right.  I do prefer My seductive spells and charming personality, as I know you do as well and wish for nothing short of pleasing Me like a good boy.

I am going to leave off there for right now since I have made it quite a lengthy post and I do believe there is some prey that has been nibbling on the bait of being bounded to Me in a long-term relationship… *EvilGrin*

 

 

 

There is no place like home…

There is no place like home

said Dorothy clicking her ruby slippers

Me?  Well, I just looked at the pair of destroyed shoes and said: “no sight-seeing trip is complete until you wear out a pair of shoes playing a tourist”.  And then I went back to My enchanting mansion where I stood in front of all those sexy heels in My closet and said with contentment: “There really is no place like home.”

Me and My shoes…  While I’m nothing like most typical women, this is one thing (of very few) that I share with the rest of the female population.  The only difference is that I enjoy colorful, spiked, bold and daring shoes, just like My clothes.

Well, enough about that for now, I’ll get back to reminding you of all the sexy heels on My amazon wishlist just waiting to be gifted by you to Me because you simply adore Me later.  Right now, it just feels good to be home.

My birthday and the vacation went quite amazing and I thank everyone for My birthday wishes.  I have received so many emails that I’m just saying it here as I’ll be forever catching up answering all of birthday wishes.  That would leave Me absolutely no time to catch up with all the wicked things I have planned for My puppets, addicts and slaves.  And now that I am home, oh how I’ve missed the wickedness…

Already I am thinking of the next video sets that I want to film.  And the new mp3’s to brainwash you with to record.  And answering My phone to further addict you or seduce a new prey into My lovely web.  While I’ve had a blast visiting with family and playing a tourist in Philly, I have to admit, there is no place like home.

I’m still settling in and some things are still awaiting to have a purpose or place assigned to them in My new Evil Mansion of Lust and Wickedness but as I look around, I see so many potentials for another amazing shoot or two or many, knowing every one of you puppets’ weaknesses, and gleefully anticipating exploring the effects as you tumble deeper not even realizing what hit you or how.  The first month here I didn’t get but a tease of a chance to do it, but now that My vacation is over, Me taking another few months off from school, I can’t wait to get started!

Indeed, there is no place like home where I can be exactly who I am, The Evil Enchantress, and do what I love, trapping My prey for Eternity as My mindless slaves and puppets.

It all begins with LUST

It all begins with LUST

the very thing that feeds the Darkness and Darkness feeds it in return

 As you can see, it is a circle, one that will keep going on for the Eternity.  It has been such from dawn of times and will be thus until the end.  It all begins with lust and ends with lust as well.

I have been coming back to the subject of Lust Myself constantly too over the years.  Perhaps, it is because Lust was what has started My own journey here and how years later many of My puppets are still feeding off that very same lust and indulging it as well.  Lust does come in so many forms, yet what is it but a desire, no matter what form it’s taken on or where it comes from.  It is but a simple DESIRE.

While desire and lust can pertain to so many things in life, I want to touch on what exactly it means here, right now, and the sort of desire that brought you to Me in the first place.  It all begins with… what you seek when you land onto My pages and unto My deviant Realm: your physical needs, aka horniness.

Browsing the content on Niteflirt (have you noticed even the logo of Niteflirt is “Speak to your Desire”?) you are looking for someone to satisfy your needs and you do so with one goal in mind: to masturbate.  The person you chose has to be someone you find attractive, may it be the voice, if you’re browsing over the phone menu, the appearance, if you’re scrolling through pages, and, of course, the content or description of fetishes, role plays and fantasies.  All of which are fueled by no other but LUST.  Yes, from the very first moment when you come here, you are guided by your lust.

And here is where the circle begins to spin.  Mmm how do I love that circle that keeps bringing you into My web again and again.  While it all begins with lust, and the first sparks of it are quite the exciting ones too, what makes it all even more so delicious is how that lust is used to birth other important factors that will keep you in this vortex trapped with no possible escape.

It’s not a secret that I use manipulations of your lustful desires and secret fantasies to cultivate an addiction.  For most, it is an addiction to Me in form of devotion and even love, for others it’s an addiction to Darkness and more Lust.  It’s no wonder I have dubbed My wicked web The Web of Lust as each strand that wraps around you triggers some kind of sexual desire.  With them I control you, shape you, guide you into… more lust.

Oh and how I love it when that very lust you feel, the very desire that I string you with, turns into such powerful cravings for more so that you feel you must constantly come back for more, thus propelling you even further in the spin of the circle.  The intense whirl of constant arousal that I always fuel and feed with another decadent mind melt, or a sensual whisper of My bewitching web strings that tugs on your emotions, the painting of your fantasies in intricate detail are your daily companions in this journey I take you on.  Soon, it is unthinkable to even imagine not having these desires constantly present in your life and you become an addict.

What has started out as a simple need to find physical relief, turned into a much darker existence.  It is here that you find your life as you knew it slowly fading away; you as a person you once were irrevocably changed.  Lust consumes you as I feed it, use it to My advantage to shape you into a puppet and slave.  With it firmly lodged as your “must have ingredient” to function on daily basis I can make you do pretty much anything I wish.  Oh and I delight in doing so *EvilGin*.

Where does it stop, you might ask?  It simply doesn’t, darling.  Once you have tasted the ambrosia of Lust, once you gave in to it, there is no going back.  Only keep following it and its delightful circle with each curve building up the sheer intensity, heightening the pleasure, achieving that mind blowing release…  And then… then you think you’re done… Until… the twinges of that lust begin anew, only this time besides your desire to recreate that blissful pleasure, you want to explore each dark corner of it too.  Lust feeds on lust and constantly it brings you back full circle: desire clawing at you, a need that builds to fevered pitch, a bliss that follows with release and… memories of it the next day that propel you to keep spinning in this mindless abyss.

It all begins with lust and ends with lust as well.

I thought a few examples would demonstrate it best and I have been quite wicked in these latest creations of Mine that will begin the journey for some new prey here and thrust those in My web already onto another spin of Vortex.  Enjoy your whirl, darlings, and don’t try to fight it.  There is no escape once you have tasted dark pleasures of desires called Lust.

 

forever Mine
No Escape
My puppet
you are Forever Addicted to Me
fall deep under My spell
There is No Escape
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Seductive manipulations

The Game of Mindfuck

The Game of Mindfuck

It never gets old, even if the outcome is the same one time and time again: sooner or later you will view things My way, you will accept My opinion as the only right one, your interests and desires will coincide with Mine, and you will become dependent on My wicked game of mindfuck day in and day out just to function.  Whether you’re one of My virtual puppets or happen to meet Me in the real world, the game of mindfuck is one I thoroughly enjoy playing and I do so with some considerable skill.  I love turning men into My puppets simply because I can and, while the outcome is always the same, the game itself can be played in a variety of ways.

Real world or the virtual one, the Evil Enchantress is always present and the prey never stands a chance.  Some become seduced, others manipulated.  Playful flirtation or dead-pan serious and completely up front with My intentions, I ensnare men into My wicked web.  That is who I am and this is the game of mindfuck that I quite often play.

Just recently I have acquired another helpless prey that is currently wiggling furiously in his attempt not to enjoy the the game as much (oh but how can you not!) and becoming entangled even further in the sticky strings of My web in the process.  In a matter of a week the poor thing is torn between the mental ecstasy and physical ache while I’m smiling that evil smile of Mine and constantly add more fuel to the fires with each encounter.

Normally I don’t share My personal encounters via blog and save it for pay-to-views (such as My Black Widow Story and Seducing the Preacher) or conversations over the phone.  But this one is too juicy to pass up and you, My darlings, do need an update on what has been keeping Me sooo busy these past couple of weeks.

If you’re just now tuning in, I have been in the middle of a move and quite a bit of traveling as well to see My family up north in between.  I do have another trip coming up at the end of this month, since it is My Birthday month (for those of you who needs a reminder, I do expect gifts all month long) and meanwhile I have been organizing My new Enchanting Mansion to suit Me and My whims which takes quite a bit of time.  Unpacking went much faster with Me staying offline and I was able to get a majority of it done within a week.  However, there are some things that as a Queen I shall never do and that is break My sexy long nails trying to put together some things or move heavy furniture around to where I’d like it to be.  That’s what you minions and slaves are for.  But since someone has been slacking (and somebody shall PAY FOR IT IMMEDIATELY) I had to hire a handyman to come out and get all those things done for Me.

Now, I could have wrapped him around My little finger and had him do it completely for free but unless it’s one of you, My slaves and puppets, business is business and My personal ethics would be in uproar if I went against them in this and used seduction to get the labor from someone I do not already claim as Mine; and as a puppet slave of Mine I do expect you darlings to pick up the tab.  Of course that doesn’t mean I can’t have fun and play a lovely game of mindfuck while I’m there! *EvilGrin*  And the game of mindfuck began from the moment I opened My front door.

Even though I was dressed quite casual (it would be a little too impractical of Me to wear My heels while I’m running up and down the stairs unpacking and organizing now, would it) I knew this handyman was checking Me out from the get go.  I can’t blame him, naturally, as the grey spandex pants I was wearing were caressing My curves despite the casual look of them.  But it was the conversation that we got into during the several hours which it took him to get all the things done for Me that sealed his fate.  This tall, lanky, cute handyman was flustered and groaned in delightful frustration with every tease and double innuendo I threw at him.  Mmm I like a man who can get flustered and still keeps taking what I dish out hour after hour, day after day.

I also like a man who can admit to being a submissive instead of playing coyly and pretending to be something he’s not.  I know an Alpha male when I see him and I definitely know when there is a weak submissive soul is standing in front of Me.  The little antennae in My Black Widow Spider senses goes off immediately as it absorbs the delicious prey’s vulnerability in its ignorance of whom it has just encountered.  And then depending on My mood, My entire demeanor changes from casual to mesmerizing Enchantress or a flirtatious Siren.  The later one is whom My newest prey had encountered and teased by mercilessly for hours.

During our conversation it did come up that this handyman is indeed on the submissive side of the spectrum and he did try very hard to convince Me to allow him a chance to worship and serve Me as the Queen that I am upstairs in My Royal Chamber.  It was quite amusing to watch his efforts and unmistakable arousal as I kept teasing him more and more, getting deeper into his head and creating the perfect atmosphere in his mind as I do with each and every one of My prey: not just the desire to please Me but the growing need to do just that.  I wasn’t disappointed in the least as the game of mindfuck unfolded over the course of several hours that day and the following week.

The beauty of this game is the fact that we are both aware of its happenstance, and I was quite blunt when I told My newest prey that while right now he’s being torn apart between his desire to fulfill his physical needs and the blissful sensations of being mindfucked and toyed with, eventually his desires will conform to Mine.  Ahhh the mix of disbelief and arousal at that thought was quite satisfying and had Me smiling.  Mmm how many times have I faced that same disbelief from you puppets before you tumbled, conquered and thoroughly conditioned by Me to eat right out of My sexy Royal hand and dangle from the strings of My wicked web…  A game that never gets too old…

Who knows where I will take this newest prey of Mine and what purpose I will assign to his existence but one thing’s for sure, it is going to be amusing to watch as things unfold and another toy learns the meaning of Ultimate Bliss.

Meanwhile, with a smug and satisfied smile, I am back to unpacking and finding the proper places for all My crystals and candles, lingerie and heels, books and knick-knacks.  I leave you with a rare photo of Me without make up as I’m enjoying My new surroundings and musing about the wicked games of mindfucking.

Few days left

Few days left

to show you’re the best wanker

Mmm May is almost over with few days left of My Annual National Masturbation Wankathon.  There has been a lot of masturbation happening over the last few weeks with plenty of brainwashing, strings pulling, edging, teasing, denying for some and lots and lots of amazing orgasms for others.  But as all good things, the Wankathon must come to an end.

Oh don’t have a panic attack, darlings, you may still worship, serve, stroke when allowed as always.  It just means that you only have few days left to redeem your codes for some of the photos, videos and recordings.  And if you have missed them in the beginning, then you still have a chance to catch up as I will be sending out some pay-to-views and goodies in the next 5 days with many chances for you to get your reward.

Of course, just serving and worshiping your Queen, the wicked Dark Puppeteer, is a reward in itself but I am all about traditions and giving out such delicious morsels of rewards during My Annual Wankathon is a tradition.

Now before I get back to the Chaos and Upheaval in My personal life that’s occurring right now due to Me moving My Queendom to a much more suitable Mansion (yes, I am extremely excited even though there are millions of details to be taken care of on daily basis) I am going to be generous (per My tradition) and offer something special and exclusively offered only here on My blog.

The newest video I have released this morning in My goodies doesn’t have a special code (oops slipped My mind as I was trying to decide which pairs of heels should I pack and which ones to leave out until I move) but after your purchase it, you may write Me an email on Niteflirt to claim your photo and a special personalized task.  Mention in your email that you have read My blog and would like to receive your reward.

Remember, you only have few days left and you must buy the Cleavage Tease Video in order to be able to redeem this hot personalized freebie.

Cleavage Tease Video Stroke and Obey $16.69

 

The Dark Puppeteer takes control over your existence
Black Widow Spider

For those of you who only call, for these next 5 days each 10 minutes call will be getting 1 free minute towards your next call, 30 minute calls 3 free minutes and 1 hour or longer 5 free minutes to spend more time with your Goddess and to be able to worship, serve and devote yourself further to Me.